I remember the curve of your lips when you would smile
but I cannot remember the sound of your laughter.
I have a movie reel playing in my head
of all the memories we made.
But the sound of your voice is lost in
the depths of my memory chamber.

I remember the way that my heart felt full
and I knew what it was like to be loved.
But the ending of who we were
shadows the memory
of us.

If you ever loved me,
is the question that often comes to mind.
I ask myself this because
looking back on everything,
I cannot remember a single time
that you ever closed your eyes to kiss me.

What I remember is the way you would reach
for my hand, but yours would begin to shake
and you would let go.

I remember the nights I would cry myself to
sleep and you were wide awake next to me.
you never held me, you never reached for me.
You ignored the sound of my pain.

I remember that after awhile,
being in the same room with you,
felt the same for me as being alone.

I tried to get you to notice.
I tried to get you to care.
But you checked out,
you were gone.
And all that we were,
was suspended in air.